Llama - Hella Sketchy

Llama in my hand, big llama, let it rain

Caught another opp by hittin' me a stain

Hop inside the whip, hit the pack and medicate

Shawty need a plug, cannot accommodate

Fendi on my belt, I’m shining so bright

Three grams on my lip, I’m flying so high

Nothing bring me down, got my chopper gripped tight

Racks on top of racks coming in every night

Money keep callin' my phone, it’s a quest line

Fiends tryin' to rob me but I stay with the TEC-9

You can’t bother me, you want smoke, it’s a drive-by

Found out you an opp, didn’t ride with you the last time

Bought a brand new bag worth more than your closet

Please come get your thot, got her wetter than a faucet

She just want my lude, I could triple all her profits

Please don’t talk to me, got the chopper in my pocket

Always off the bean, catch me zooted off the pack

Bubby spent some bands and he made 'em right back

Yes I spent a check but now my Glock angry

Pull up on your block, if I see you I’ll be aiming

Yes I need the bands, I don’t care about the fame B

Cooling with my gang but you’ll never see us tame B

Smoking gas pack in the Audi, it’s a stanky

Way too many racks in my pockets, I be lazy

Llama in my hand, big llama, let it rain

Caught another opp by hittin' me a stain

Hop inside the whip, hit the pack and medicate

Shawty need a plug, cannot accommodate

Fendi on my belt, I’m shining so bright

Three grams on my lip, I’m flying so high

Nothing bring me down, got my chopper gripped tight

Racks on top of racks coming in every night